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registering the observations made by him. From beginning to 
end his narrative is full of interest for naturalists, no matter 
what their specialité may be, and his concluding chapter, which is 
devoted to a review of the phenomena of animal and vegetable 
life, at the surface of the ocean and the deep sea, as revealed by 
the investigations of the scientific staff of the ‘ Challenger,’ may 
be regarded as furnishing an excellent summary of the present 
state of our knowledge of pelagic and abyssal animals. 
On the whole, we regard Mr. Moseley’s book as one of the 
most important contributions to general and scientific literature 
which has appeared for some time. 
Our Woodland Trees. By Francis Grorce Hearn, Author of 
‘The Fern World, &c. 8vo, pp. 542. With numerous 
wood engravings and eight coloured plates of leaves. 
London: Sampson Low, Marston & Co. 
As the author of a book on ferns Mr. Heath’s name must be 
familiar to many. Mr. Heath does not profess to be a scientific 
botanist, but he has a keen appreciation of the charms of English 
woodland scenery, and appears to be never so happy as when 
wandering through some forest glade, admiring the endless 
variations which present themselves to the eye in form and 
colour, light and shade, or collecting the leaves of the forest-trees 
to examine their beauty and variety of outline, and their wonderful 
venation. In thus following his natural taste, it is not surprising 
that he should have spent much of his time in the New Forest, 
than which few spots in England are more attractive to lovers of 
nature, or illustrate more effectively the beauties of woodland 
scenery. But until we come to Part IV. of his work, entitled 
* British Woodland Trees,” it cannot be said that Mr. Heath has 
trodden much new ground. Indeed, with such books on our shelves 
as Evelyn’s ‘Sylva,’ Gilpin’s ‘ Forest Scenery,’ Selby’s ‘ Forest 
Trees,’ Wise’s ‘History of the New Forest,’ and some others 
of less merit, we could almost have dispensed with the first half 
of the present volume, the greater portion of which is occupied 
with an account of the author’s rambles in and around the New 
Forest. Although written with a certain amount of artistic 
feeling, the outcome of an enthusiastic admiration of the beautiful 
in nature, we miss the philosophy of Evelyn and Gilpin, the 
